Furrowing my eyebrows, I returned a glare, calling him in a warning tone, “You do realize what you are saying, right, Ian?”
And to my growl, he closed the file, returning a hollow smile.
“I know. I have been with you for the past ten years. I know you. You cannot erase your past.”
Upon hearing it, I looked down. Of course, he was in my darkest time, he knew how I used to be and what I had become…
He knew it…
“If one won’t complain to people close to them then to whom they will?” He smiled sweetly, trying to induce thoughts which never crossed my mind before.
“It had only been three months-” I was about to reason foolishly and he laughed, cutting me off.
“Three months? Or…?”
“Enough.” I hissed, pointing my finger at him to not complete this sentence.
We both knew I could never
